Saturday, August 11, 2012
Worst-Dressed Candidates Ever
It wasn't quite as bad as that last debate, this latest edition in The Style Blog's mild obsession with four men and their not-at-all-put-together clothes. But we figured they would've at least dressed up for Super Tuesday. I mean, didn't Mitt Romney learn to tie a tie as the lonely Mormon at his all-boys school? That's a nice blue piece of silk he's got there, our presumed frontrunner — Ferragamo, maybe — and yet his knots are always askew just so, to the left and too small. He's in a rush, and they all are, but when you're soaking up a half-hour of America's night in high-definition, at least ask your wife to tie it for you. (Ann was doing all the other dirty work up there, anyway.) Which is what Newt looked like he had Callista do in a whatever polka-dot tie that was good enough for him. As for Ron Paul, well, ornery grandpas can get away with that kind of repp tie in North Dakota, and that's what he is, and that's where he was, so fine. Rick Santorum at least attempted to look like the principal, if not quite presidential, while accepting victory in a high-school gym in Ohio before losing there. The sweater vest needs to stay away, by the way — spring is coming in Alabama and Mississippi — although these guys can wear whatever they damn please at this point. It's just not helping them any (Matt Sullivan).